Sights of Inner Turmoil

I saw you the other day, at that briefing all of the base has to have. I saw you walk in and my heart stopped. My breath felt as though it'd been knocked out of me. I felt myself begin to tremble. I thought to myself, "There's the man who no longer loves me, who no longer wants any part in my life. There's the one abandoned me without cause."

I quickly turned around. I hoped you wouldn't notice me. Did you? And yet, at the same time I secretly hoped you would realize that the only female sitting on our side of the room was in fact me.

I stayed turned around as the boring brief commenced, but the whole time all I could think about was how much I wanted to go to you and talk. How much I wanted to hug you and feel your warm, strong arms embrace me too. I ignored the urge and when the brief was over, I stole one more glance back. Everyone in your unit had gotten up and headed out, but there you were, over in a corner talking with an NCO. I just stared at you as long as I dared to.

I forced myself to turn back around and look away. I turned one final time, just in time to watch you walk away without a thought, just like you did with us.

I miss you in my life.